Chapter 1: Why Europe?
"I will never, ever touch you again."
"Ever!"
"I should leave."
"I'm not ready for you not to be here."
"Just hold me."
"It was the best night of my life . . all I did was hold you and watch you sleep . . and, yeah, . . . I'm terrified."
"I love you."
"No you don't . . . . but thanks for saying it."
"He's gone . . . he's really really gone. I left it too late . . . to tell him, . . . and it didn't make any difference, he wouldn't stay with me."
Buffy gazed into the crater as the Sunnydale sign slowly toppled over the edge and into its depths. All of Sunnydale gone. Spike had destroyed the whole of Sunnydale, and in doing so, he'd saved the world.
"You have to go on living, so one of us is living."
More than that, he'd set her free; free to live.
"What does that mean?"
"To live?"
"To bake?"
"To love? What do I love?"
"To shop, I love to shop!"
"I'm drowning in footwear."
"Shoes!"
"Italy."
Buffy smiled.
"To Italy then."